As things seemed to go to hell, Heloise grinned. She knew she could get out, even with others, and she would get Hector, and by default Selena out first, and come back. But then things seemed to get worse, and Heloise found herself separated by attackers. Again, though, she was in her element. Small, and quick, she darted in with deadly moves, piercing with her daggers, and essenciallt cause havoc with those she was fighting. There was no way she was going to be taken. That was one thing her father had taught her. [i]dont be taken, Loise. You're made to be free[/i]. She fought almost like a cornered animal, her daggers her teeth and claws.

From the downed opponents, Helioise retrieved more daggers, so when she used her limit break, she had a good arsenal of daggers. When she knew she could use it, Heloise chose what she thought of as the perfect time to use it. Surrounded by enemies, and perhaps the last chance to get out, she activated <<[i]metal rain[/i]>>. A spiraling of daggers fell exactly like ran, piercing and doing a heck of a lot of damage. This was the second time Heloise had used it, and she counted down the daggers, until she had two left. [i]7...3...2...[/i] she charged in with the remaining two daggers, and wrecked even more confusion as she danced about, stabbing and slashing.

She gave herself a few seconds to catching her breath, scooping up daggers and putting them all over her body in holders, hidden although that seemed impossible. She looked about her, at the destruction she had wrought, seeing Jericho being restrained and taken in she cursed to herself. [i]of course I'd have to save that idiots hide[/i] she thought to herself, almost stalking to the soldiers transporting him. [i]well, at least I can prove I'm a worthy team mate[/i] why that was important to her, Heloise had no idea. Except it meant acceptance. 

So as they were distracted, Heloise took advantage of it. She poured in, attack left, right and center with her daggers, twirling, twisting and stabbing any bit of the soldiers that she could. She knew she was probably injuried, but in the thrill of battle she couldn't feel it, as she continued to fight.